Emily B : Writing

morning visitation

morning visitation

A Poem by Emily B


I swear,I was laying in bed this morningminding my own business.Letting the children get themselves ready for schooland intenton falling back asleep f..
anymore

anymore

A Poem by Emily B


he saidsorry i can't talkdidn't mean to bethat wayabout itbut we can't haveany kindof relationshipand i thinkhe may be finallyat the end of this berea..
girl style

girl style

A Poem by Emily B


my daughter is beautifulnot braggingbut she is fierceand full of heartshe would save the worldif she could carry itshe cut her hairto donate to someon..
i wonder

i wonder

A Poem by Emily B


if i can write a poemevery dayif i can chase downinspiredand maybe plucka tail featherfrom that elusive birdit was a bad daythe sun won't shineice on ..
i am the mother

i am the mother

A Poem by Emily B


i hope i do him proud
purge

purge

A Poem by Emily B


recovered memory that i can't share
polygraphing

polygraphing

A Poem by Emily B


not sure where it is going
panic attack

panic attack

A Poem by Emily B


i really need to write a poemthere is one bubblingsomewhere, downdeep inside of meit is boilingaching, to get outand i am afraidit is too largeif thos..
i prayed to dad this morning

i prayed to dad this morning

A Poem by Emily B


I never asked for daily breador kind wordsor love.I never asked for gas in my tankor your attention.But this thing that happenedBy this man who was yo..
triggered

triggered

A Poem by Emily B


do not suppose that waking myself with screams is the worst thing in the world. the nightmaresfrom days without voice were much more Harrowin..